Lyrics:
saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and you're so fine
Young tender, would
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
what we do in back of the lac
I'm like I'm up all for that, and every night her body gets jacked how bout
That
Gangstaa
G-Gangsta,
Gangsta
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
too
Watch that dude, inspect that fool, still standing
Unscathed, cause this is pain
This for soldiers to feel
Mc's, are running out of things
Comic, fillin on pain killers, watchin good fellaz,
Dancin in the dungeon all by maself,
I say I think I'm goin crazy, thats a cry for help.
My phone dont
my Josephine baker
May need morphine the deeper that I take her
I'm a back breaker another text bracket
Benz Maybach her
Green bay packa
My life
and oil can't mix
Water and oil don't mix
Jah who I praise break your silence
Now that the wicked is accusing
Attacking for no reason
All we did was
the shirt right off my back
You can dream about a honeymoon for two
You can dream but that's about all you can do
'Cause by the time old uncle Sam gets
when they see me initially
One by one I take 'em all individually
And if it's goin' down then we doin' it collectively
Just thought I'd let you know
Radio
Back to the Future 2
Daniel Day Lewis
Sunsets
You know it when you see it
You know it when it's there
Like Michael Jackson Thriller
Like Farrah
Sweet water, hidden river
Flows right by my place
Life is slow, fishin's good
That's how I spend my days
I've got a sun-browned local lady
She hails
Let's kick it back, this is Al in a track
The man who gives no crap for driving a Cadillac
It ain't strippers or money that I have in mind to seek
that's probably what I'm gone get anyway
People told me that they had my back
But they left me so quick I can't even take em back
Cousin got kilt by
Mandela did not fight enough
And what not, you know
So much misinformation man
But that's South Africa man
Mandela went to jail for twenty seven years
Wanlov and Open Mike
Hit you like Tina was hoping Ike
Wouldn't
Stop repping for Hiphop
We just couldn't
Listen to the radio play stuff they
Shouldn't
I been laying back just stayin out the way, Tryna get me some cake but I still get
With it
Ain't no way nigga say that he looking for me Cause I
that
Earth is where is at (uh huh)
Mix a melody with some back chat
(Tell 'em again, I can't feel it)
I know you feel good too (aw, yeah)
You got
like this, that
Earth is where is at (uh huh)
Mix a melody with some back chat
(Tell 'em again, I can't feel it)
I know you feel good too (aw, yeah)
on transfixed by the floor
Frosted ice that blocks the front door
Scrollin' through the playlist, found the right track
Bus flies by, time to take a step back
Run
ruined the radio
What about my Motown Sound
I looked high and low and it can't be found
Who decided to cancel that show
What happened son who ruined
early day and young negroes
Are gettin' fed up with the way that they owe
So they fight back by burnin' holes
In undercover cop clothes
Those in
where ya barely could breathe
But I ain't in here for this
Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch
Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick
Hook
touched her (tits)
Sucker MC's, I'm killing 'em, I'm so sick of seeing 'em
Silly (shit) when they rhyme, like that red rugby shirt worn by Gilligan
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